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Influenced By Basil Fawlty
I was influenced by Basil Fawlty that sarcastic humour really caught me inappropriate rude crude and naughty humour against stress which haunts me I'm the sort some assume a dim bulb even the spoons make a sharper knife impulsive projections cause eyes to roll a daily custom always part of my life and yet people fail to see the sea over there between the land and the sky for the Wildebeest sweeping majestically as though impulse is a thoughts finish line I know nothing about the horse a witnit flying pig in the water tank thoughts follow impulse of course my brain is working you Fawlty blank That wasn't the fire alarm yet it causes you to get gobby you're Major with a firearm shooting starlings in the lobby So who wins these bloody mind games anyway wound up telling me stop talking about the war which they started when Poland saw an invade "is this a piece of your brain?" as i pick dust up off the floor A false sense which makes them hopeful becomes a trip to see India at the Oval they don't see the rat in me called Basil biscuits cheese and a Lord Mulberry puzzle I'm a good lad a Waldorf Salad the chef's gone home rooms without baggage if you can't hear me turn it on blind with glasses on your head you put my door in a load baring wall "Hello Major" the Moose once said i sit there for years doing nothing when i actually need it for flames you place and i have to use my brain and think the bloody think will explode in your face I know how to address stupid even if i often appear confused my small back road is your M1 and with quick wit I've won.
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